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you are exquisite glass,

that which i could so easily shatter

broken shards would litter the floor

refracting all my regrets and all of your failed attempts

i had sworn it off

i, poison, a weapon, with a blue heart of stone

did not dare to touch you, beauty, an elixir,

with a pink heart of glass

but you

so easily disarm me

my stone blue heart crashes into yours

and suddenly

we are two lilac hearts made up of all our jagged shards

scared of love

scarred by our own broken pieces

terrified of the lonely

suddenly we, together, are a tapestry

made of pink glass and blue stone

two broken hearts

lost within each other


~you, my darling, make broken look beautiful~

3/24/18

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